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The Hungering Night
Gouache on a 12"X12" wood panel. Something a lil nightmarish for upcoming Halloween markets.
can't believe I'm romaning around being so cool and unhinged but I still haven't "bewitched someone's body and soul"
Imagine:
Samantha using her powers to get ready for your Halloween party.

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Movie number 37: That Touch of Mink (Delbert Mann, 1962). In 1959 Universal cast Doris Day opposite Rock Hudson in the risqué romcom Pillow Talk (Michael Gordon). It was a deserved huge critical and commercial success, such that Universal looked to recreate the ol’ Doris-Rock magic with other leading men, casting her alongside James Garner in The Thrill of it All (Norman Jewison, 1963) and less successfully, Cary Grant in That Touch of Mink.
Grant is once again in ageing playboy mode, attempting to woo Miss Day to the chagrin of his neurotic pal, a miscast Gig Young. The movie looks wonderful. With it’s mid-century interior stylings and its fabulous gowns - Day has countless costume changes, it is kind of the filmic equivalent of flicking through an early 60s lifestyle magazine. But really nothing else about the movie works.
At age 58 Grant was far too old for this sort of thing. As too was Miss Day who is filmed through a hazy soft lens to make her appear more youthful (in actuality this was unnecessary - at 40 Doris still looks great). Worse than this is a woefully unfunny screenplay, littered with dated , sexist ‘humour’. Doris’ career girl roles in the 60s often seemed quietly progressive; here it is anything but, as Day goes doe-eyed whenever Grant is in her sights, whilst modelling pretty outfit after pretty outfit. There is also an unforgivable wife-beating gag.
Of course a film with Doris Day and Cary Grant is not a total loss, it’s just that both have been much better in many other movies and have little chemistry together here. That Touch of Mink is worth a watch for Baseball aficionados with appearances from New York Yankees legends Yogi Berra, Mickey Mantle and Roger Maris. It also has an excellent, though underused supporting cast featuring John Fiedler, 2nd Darrin Dick Sargent and best of all TV’s Gomez and occasional Batman baddie ‘The Riddler’ John Astin; as a sleazy potential suitor of Day he is easily the highlight of the movie.
If, like me, you have watched all of Doris Day’s movies at least once you will want to see this for completist purposes. If not you are best seeking out the excellent Pillow Talk, or indeed any of her 39 other movies.

THE GHOST AND MR CHICKEN (Dir: Alan Rafkin, 1966).
The Ghost and Mr Chicken is a family friendly comedy/horror from Universal Pictures, with the accent firmly on smiles rather than shocks.
Something of a throwback to haunted house comedies of an earlier age - the Bob Hope vehicle The Cat and the Canary (Elliott Nugent, 1939) springs to mind - The Ghost and Mr Chicken finds nebbish newspaper typesetter Luther Heggs spend the night in a haunted house in an attempt to further his career as as a journalist. Becoming a local celebrity, he lands himself a subpoena when property owner Mr Simmons (Philip Ober) challenges Heggs' claims of ghostly goings on in the abandoned abode.
Read the full review on my blog JINGLE BONES MOVIE TIME. Link in below.









most of the episode is just endora in a rush to go go go and sam about to throw fists with the witch council judge everytime he rushes aunt clara. and i love it.









i just love this lighting
If you think about it, Bewitched is actually the first magical girl show.

laufey’s music is actually super aro and romance repulsed when you listen to it closely. if you even care








Elizabeth Montgomery in Bewitched
6.15 Samantha’s Better Halves (January 1, 1970)
The demons of Saint Cathedral

You wake up to feeling a cold, wet sucking feeling on your toes. You gasp quietly, pulling back your foot and looking to see who the culprit is. “Frollo!” You gasp, seeing your beloved husband gently suckling on your toes. “Toes are not for sucking on!” You scold him.
Frollo’s face crumples. “But I want the BIDDY!” He shrieks.
You look at him sternly. Where are his manners?! “You want the biddy what?” You coax.
“Want biddy please.” Frollo says, pouting innocently.
“Okay. You can have biddy.” You say, taking off your shirt exposing your pillowy breasts. He stares at your nipples with wide eyes and suddenly howls in excitement.
“AWooooooO!OOOO” He howls, leaping forwards and greedily beginning to suckle on your teat like he has been starved for years. You gasp as his teeth dig in, he can’t get enough of the biddy! “MORE MOMMY, MORE.” He growls, ferociously draining your breast of its sweet nectar. Before switching sides he throws his head back and howls again. “AWOOOOoowoooooOOWWO!!!” And then he sucks your other boob dry.
When he realises he has drank all of the delicious substance his eyes darken. “Me want more biddy.” “T-There’s no more Frollo.” You say fearfully as he starts to convulse and foam at the mouth.
“BIDDY.” “No there’s no-” Before you can finish your sentence Frollo pounces, biting down hard on your nipple. Then… he bites your nipple OFF!! You scream in fear and shove him off the bed, your nipple spurting blood everywhere. Frollo chews on it violently like a piece of pepperoni. “That is very naughty Frollo! GO IN TIME OUT!!!” You yell at him.
He starts whimpering, knowing he has been a bad Frollo. He starts to go into timeout when you get an idea…
“Actually, I have a better punishment in mind…” You smirk deviously, pulling a box out from behind you. Frollo starts cowering and whimpering like a puppy who has been caught pissing on the floor. (Which he has done before.) You open the box… There’s…. A HOLE…. You then command and shout and scream and yell and whip “Get your dick in that hole NOW!”
You then spank his soft and supple asscheeks, staining them red. Frollo obediently puts his dick inside the box, feeling excruciating pain. “WHAT IS IN THIS GOD FORSAKEN BOX?” He asks.
A dark cloud forms over your face…. “Thorns and crabs…”
“You wouldn’t..” Frollo says. You open the box revealing….
The crabs nibbling at his dick, which is red and bleeding, looking like a pepperami from how much flesh the crabs have consumed. They are performing a blood ritual with his penis blood and the thorns, and they are chanting the lyrics to “Butter” by BTS. Then Frollo realises they are calling to Cthulu….
And then Frollo starts panicking and breathing heavily. “What have you done to me? I thought you loved me?!” He cries.
You then shed your skinsuit and reveal your true form…
Satan.
You attach a collar to his neck and his feet. “You’re my crab now…”
“NOOOO WHY!!!” Frollo screams, but his screams get cut off as he begins to transform into a crab. He then scuttles away into the box. “You were always my favourite, dear Frollo,” You say, and then you look down at your bloodied nipple hole. “But that nipple was my most favourite.” You take a dump into the box and shove it away.
But then Frollo grabs the poo with his claw, beginning to write ‘i love you’ with the rancid turd. You notice and start to cry and cut yourself. You squeeze the blood onto the crabs which transforms Frollo into a human again.. But he is a half crab mutation. He still has his claws.
“I have an idea of where you can put those claws..” You say seductively, spreading your legs.
Frollo winks and polishes his claw with his nearby cumsock. He salivates on it to make sure it is nice and wet, then he shoves it up your pussyhole. He opens and closes his massive girthy claw.
“Pwahhhh, FISHY!” You say through a moan.
“Yum yum yum in my tum!” Frollo says as he takes out his claw and sucks off all your liquids. Then.. Frollo grimaces at a sudden irony taste. “Babe.. I think you are on your period.. You look down and see that he is RIGHT. “Oh dear.” You say. “I have no pads left Frollo, you will have to keep me clean throughout my week of bleeding.”
“This will be the week of your life..” Frollo says, before swirling his tongue in your hole to get ALL of the blood and juicy yummy clots.


Bewitched || JJK - Pʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1021798067-bewitched-jjk-p%CA%80%E1%B4%8F%CA%9F%E1%B4%8F%C9%A2%E1%B4%9C%E1%B4%87?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=listenboixx&wp_originator=YFM5IUCVa64PVXj3h1sDkZP7ANeynGqyk4Iaysm3S2eCN%2FUQ7hutTQ%2BeofAfOY4fs3URPziEVv83OEw%2FB8EsLq7lhLYCXzBecudM8WoGLkeYj5UHwPA4GwCnlMG3c8H9 In 1692 they began the witch trials. Which caused two souls to be ripped apart. But fate has brought them back. ***BTS ages are changed

Bewitched || JJK - Pʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1021798067-bewitched-jjk-p%CA%80%E1%B4%8F%CA%9F%E1%B4%8F%C9%A2%E1%B4%9C%E1%B4%87?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=listenboixx&wp_originator=O1QxBZ1jgGtfl6WfvorivR5JUoai6GPtmlA8iBYgJksitVGIVP2wcUcmlpEgJWJsVYLWPuxcVMJGW0B%2FRj3iZ43kI25SdmDXUKbrF0JKeOxyEl7DCgz%2FX8IfX2c4o5dC In 1692 they began the witch trials. Which caused two souls to be ripped apart. But fate has brought them back. ***BTS ages are changed

Bewitched || JJK - Oɴᴇ Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1021930628-bewitched-jjk-o%C9%B4%E1%B4%87-c%CA%9C%E1%B4%80%E1%B4%98%E1%B4%9B%E1%B4%87%CA%80?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=listenboixx&wp_originator=8RAW%2F7c%2BZNiyI7UiFJw%2FwyqX8VktWKHHLofzMkdl0zpv%2Bz1w%2FKtgzok69f%2BT5ueBlwPwh7MVsCcEwCWSWUg2VXJszTZQV6Vbcn4Rh63p%2BWC10lYtM2JQdiYaSVaaSDtA
In 1692 they began the witch trials. Which caused two souls to be ripped apart. But fate has brought them back. ***BTS ages are changed


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